...something they had never seen,
which liberated a yellow,
very pungent and acrid vapor.
The actions of the hardline military regime
are the cause of increasing
international concern.
The regime crushes all dissent.
Ethnic groups are being oppressed
in the east of the country,
and foreign journalists are rarely...
...claim tonight
that some form of chemical weapon
has been used in Burma
by military rulers--
...has led to the national uprising.
Thousands took to the streets,
- and thousands were killed
- In Burma,
- by the Burmese military.
- protesting monks have been killed--
some burned alive,
and others drowned.
Foreign journalists
have been shot and killed.
...as thousands of villages
have been destroyed,
rape and torture
are a daily occurrence.
In Burma, there are more landmines
- than anywhere in the world.
- Young men are beaten
and forced into the army,
many as young as 12 years old.
Beheadings and mutilations
are commonplace.
The Karen people,
comprised mostly
of poor Christian farmers,
have been singled out for extermination.
The ruling military government
wants the abundant national resources
on Karen land.
The bloody Burmese military campaign
against the Karen people has been
going on for almost 60 years--
the longest running civil war
in the world.
Hey! Hey!
...number one.
First snake that you see,
they are Siamese cobra.
Oh, come on, cobra.
He is not king cobra
and not spitting cobra.
Hey! Hey!
f**k off, okay?
...still have fang
and still have poison.
He is small, dangerous--
Number one.
King cobra number two.
And now spitting cobra.
He can spit poison to your eye.
One color.
He is very, very dangerous.
Number one in Thailand.
Careful, my friend.
Looks like dangerous work.
I'm Michael Burnett.
Do you have some time to talk?
Won't take long.
I promise.
I was told it might be possible
to rent your boat.
We'd like to do that.
Is that possible?
We need to get upriver.
Where you going?
Into Burma.
Burma's a war zone.
Well, that's what people call it,
but it's more like genocide than war.
Anyway, this will be my fifth trip in,
so we are aware of all the risks.
I don't go that far north.
Let me explain our situation.
Our church is part of
a Pan-Asian ministry
located in Colorado.
We're all volunteers
who, around this time of year,
bring in medical supplies,
medical attention,
prayer books, and support
for the Karen tribespeople.
People say you know the river
better than anyone.
- Well, they lied.
- So what I'm asking is
that we compensate you
for a few hours of your time
that will help change people's lives.
Are you bringing in any weapons?
Of course not.
You're not changing anything.
Well...
it's thinking like that that keeps
the world the way it is.
f**k the world.
- Let's go.
- Why?
He's not interested.
Let's just go.
- Let me try.
- No, Sarah--
Didn't you say it was
the only way up there?
- I know I did.
- Then what do we have to lose?
- I talked to the man--
- Just let me try, Michael.
- Sarah--
- Please.
You--
Hello?
I'm Sarah Miller.
I hope you don't mind me
coming back here.
The man that you
were talking to--
I wasn't talking to anybody.
All right, uh...
the man that was talking
to you asked
if we could hire you
to take us up the river.
You said no. Why?
Can't help you out.
Well, if you have good reasons,
would you mind if I heard them?
Go home.
Why'd you come back?
Waiting for you.
I told you before,
I can't help you.
Well, we need to go
and help these people.
We're here to make a difference.
We believe all lives are special.
- Some lives, some no.
- Really?
If everyone thought like you,
nothing would ever change.
- Nothing does change.
- Of course it does.
Nothing stays the same.
Live your life,
'cause you got a good one.
It's what I'm trying to do.
No, what you're trying
to do is change what is.
And what is?
Go home.
Really. Go home.
Maybe...
maybe you've lost
your faith in people,
but you must still
be faithful to something.
You must still care
about something.
Maybe we can't change what is...
but trying to save a life
isn't wasting your life.
Is it?
As bad as these people are,
they will eventually lose.
They can't keep it up
against a united front.
They can't.
I mean, time alone will tell,
but in the meantime,
we just have to help
hold it together.
I mean, just the other day--
Excuse me.
Sarah, where are you going?
To talk to him.
Well, he-- He probably
wants his privacy.
Michael, we shouldn't ignore him.
- He's helping us.
- He's been paid.
He didn't take anything.
Thank you again for doing this.
Really.
From all of us.
You know you never
told us your name.
John.
Where you from?
Bowie, Arizona.
Why'd you leave?
I got drafted in 'Nam.
And you just stayed?
It's complicated.
You have family back home?
Father maybe. I don't know.
Aren't you curious to see
how things might have
changed back home?
Got to have a reason for that.
Sarah.
Because of you, we're going upriver.
Anytime you want to turn around,
it's done.
Okay.
What is it?
Who are they?
Burmese pirates.
Tell everyone to stay down,
don't make a sound.
- Who are they?
- It's all right.
- Just keep--
- Don't talk.
- Any more of them?
- Maybe.
What do you want to do?
We should keep going.
We made a commitment.
I ain't talking to you.
- What do you want to do?
- We're a group here.
If they wanna vote--
Sit down!
If it's money they want,
we'll give them what--
Nobody talks.
Heads down.
Keep your heads down,
and nobody look 'em in the eye,
or they'll kill you.
No!
What did you do?
We came here to help
stop the killing!
Who are you to--
- Who are you?
- Let him go!
They would have
raped her 50 times
and cut your f**king heads off.
Who are you?
Who are any of you?
We're going back!
No.
No, we shouldn't go back.
Let go.
What are you doing?
We are so close.
What happened here,
it's horrible.
But the people in there
are being killed like this every day.
Michael, this was your idea.
We made a commitment.
I know you don't believe
in what we're doing,
but it's our life, our choice.
You're not gonna change anything.
Please.
Please, John. Please.
Go sit down.
I'm sorry.
We'll be taking
the overland route
on the way back,
so there's no need
to wait around.
I have to report this.
I know you think
what you did was right,
but taking a life is never right.
I don't know what to say.
Then you shouldn't
say anything, should you?
Good luck.
Hey.
Mm-hmm.
Good, good.
Mm-hmm.
Open.
Yeah, good.
With power, through the spirit
in your inner being.
So Christ may dwell
in your hearts with faith.
And I pray...
you may have power together...
Let me see if I can fix
this little problem, okay?
Okay.
Hey, you.
Hand me one of those bandages?
Okay.
Thank you.
Okay.
- Get out of here!
- What about them?
Go on! Take them!
No!
Company leader calling Raven.
Come on, Raven.
What am I?
You made me this way.
A full-blooded combat soldier.
You just don't turn it off.
Talk to me, Johnny.
You just don't turn it off!
- It's over!
- Nothing is over!
When are you gonna
come full circle?
- I know the reasons you're here, John.
- No!
Aren't you curious to see
how things might have
changed back home?
You've done enough damage.
You're always gonna be
tearing away at yourself
until you come to terms
with what you are.
Until you come full circle.
So you're just gonna
stay here forever?
- John!
- I wanna go home!
John Rambo!
John?
John Rambo?
My name is Arthur Marsh...
pastor of the Christ Church
in Colorado.
I need to talk with you.
It's very important. I wouldn't
come here like this if it wasn't.
The morning of the day
the group left,
Michael Burnett notified me
that they were traveling
from this location.
What happened?
No one knows exactly.
They were supposed
to return 10 days ago,
but they never came back.
I requested help from the embassy,
but they can't help,
not in Burma, and not in time.
How do you know they're alive?
Because we've been in contact
with the Karen freedom fighters
who say they think they know
where they were taken.
And I was given the name
of an ex-military
American local from the embassy
who put me in touch with men
who say they have experience
in this part of the world.
Mercenaries.
Yes.
I don't have any other choice.
You know the exact spot.
We need you to take these men...
to where you let our people off.
When are they ready to leave?
When you are.
You know what you are?
What you're made of?
War is in your blood.
Don't fight it.
You didn't kill for your country.
You killed for yourself.
The gods are never
gonna make that go away.
When you're pushed...
killing's as easy as breathing.
My head was mangled
And my words were torn
Covered in blood
like a newly born
Hey, the wishing well
Singin' soft and low
I stayed for a while
In the hollow sound
The only water
Came up from the ground
- Look at this f**king place.
- Hey, the wishing well
Only a f**king ape would live here.
What the f**k am I doing here?
Hey, knock that s**t off.
And you don't like the arts.
And you don't like s**t.
I like your sister, Diaz.
She got a thing for retards.
Oi, boat man.
How much longer
in this ancient piece of s**t?
So what'd the reverend
say to you?
Some s**t about
padre's flock going missing.
I said to him, "Look, mate.
"That's what you get when you go
"trespassing into f**king Burma.
"That's what you'll get when you go
sniffing around other people's garbage."
You know those generals in there
are making millions cranking out meth
more than any other place
on the f**king planet.
- bulls**t.
- Millions, moron.
How do you think
they pay for that s**t?
You ought to try reading
the paper, redneck,
instead of sleeping under it.
f**king generals,
biggest junkies of all of them.
- It's noble, Louis.
- You what?
Those people going in there
with no weapons,
just books and meds, it's noble.
Oi, School Boy!
You stick your noble nose
into other people's business,
you get fucked up
or you get dead.
The only reason
I'm doing this is for an ex-wife
and 3 kids, and after this s**t is over,
you can shove that
soldiering right up your a**.
Try the decaf, mate.
f**k off! And you,
I don't want to f**king die
of old age before
I get there, so move.
You say something?
Sing it to yourself
Sing it all night
Spent a lot of time
in the garbage can
Fighting over food
with the garbage man
Hey, the wishing well
I was digging a well
With an old blood stain
Poking around
with a blind man's--
Is it me,
or does the air this time of year
smell like a goddamn wet dog?
f**k sake!
I could swim faster than this.
Am I right?
Heard that.
Come on.
Chop, chop!
The quicker we get there,
the quicker we get back.
Lousy God-squadders.
They come over here,
spouting all that s**t...
and they expect the whole world
to work like
their f**king neighborhood.
Well, it doesn't...
so they send in the devil...
to do God's work.
It's ironic, isn't it?
Am I boring you, mate?
Or is it-- is it the trip?
Has it got you nervous?
'Cause really you should
appreciate the action,
you know what I mean?
Got to be better than looking
at the a** end of a snake.
Oh, dear.
You really are
an uptight bastard, aren't you?
You can drop
the thousand-yard stare.
I've seen it all before,
and I'm not impressed.
He's old-school SAS.
They're first-rate soldiers,
but total egomaniacs.
They call me School Boy.
The name stuck with me
since sniper school.
And me mates won't
stop calling me it
no matter how many people I shoot.
It has illustrations
made by Tiny's hand
What do you want from us?
One man and a kid.
You gotta be f**king joking.
- This all the rebels they put up?
- I'm not liking it.
You're in a f**king jungle, puss nuts.
There's nothing to like.
How're you doing?
My name is Myint.
This is Tha.
- Is this it?
- Yes.
- What's up with the kid, man?
- He good tracker.
We don't need a tracker,
we need a f**king guide.
You know the exact
location, right?
10 kilometers west,
2 north, 6 to a walk.
- How many soldiers?
- Hundred maybe.
- Hundred?
- What'd he say?
More new soldiers come tomorrow.
Hey, I know I'm just
a white trash grunt, but I can count.
f**k f**king with a hundred strong.
All right, all right,
all right, all right,
let's get this straight.
We don't engage anybody.
If we can extract these people, good.
But it's in-out clean, or we f**k off.
Somebody wanna tell me
what the boat man's doing?
Hey, why aren't you waiting
with the boat?
My men are staying
with the boat.
You're the boat man.
You stay with the boat.
- I won't slow you down.
- Yeah, I know you won't.
- It's not a f**king nature hike.
- Believe that.
- He can hang with me at the back.
- Hey, hey, he stays here.
He's the boat man.
He stays with the f**king boat.
I want a white man on it,
not some f**king dink.
Now who's got explosives? Tombstone?
- None.
- A pound of C4 and primer.
I got a claymore.
All right, let's get on with it.
Come on, move.
What the f**k is that?
Called Tallboy Bomb.
English drop in World War II.
Your people taken from here.
Man, I have seen some s**t.
Brother, I ain't never
seen no s**t like this.
Word.
Check it out.
Armies come.
Kill everything.
Leave our dead here as warning.
He see enough.
Mine everywhere.
Watch where you walking.
- All right, let's move on.
- To what?
They even killed the f**king dogs.
Those people are dead.
I'm with En-Joo.
We at least have to go
and have a look-see,
check it out.
I'm with you.
Let's check it out.
Check what?
They're a hundred strong.
Hey, we took the man's money.
Hey, hey, hey. Hey, hey.
Just calm down. Calm down.
We go there,
and we see what's what.
If anything's wrong, anything at all,
we leave.
All right?
Yeah.
All right.
Good.
Which way?
This way.
Army! Go! Go!
I'm going to fire on them.
- No!
- If they don't make it back
from wherever
the hell they came from,
man, they are on to us.
What the f**k
are they doing, man?
Who are you, boat man?
Let's move.
Move? They're going to come
hunting our asses down
when these guys don't show up.
We don't need this s**t.
We're going back to the boat.
Let's go.
- Whoa!
- Hey, hey!
Any of you boys want to shoot,
now's the time.
And there isn't one of us
that doesn't want
to be someplace else.
But this is what we do, who we are.
Live for nothing
or die for something.
Your call.
What's your call?
Let's move.
Once School Boy's on the tower,
we got 15 minutes.
Set your watches to 1:45.
In, out, no waiting around
for nobody.
We meet at the base
of the tower.
You don't make it
up there, we're fucked.
He will, inbred. All set?
- Yeah.
- Set.
We're in.
Go.
Go.
Go.
Go!
s**t!
Don't talk.
We're getting you out.
Where's the girl?
She's over there.
You untie him.
We'll be back for you.
You.
There's two of them
in the cage near the pigs.
- Get 'em.
- Got it.
Hey!
Shh!
Come on. Come on.
Do you have Sarah?
Shut up. Come on.
- Let's move!
- Where's the boat man?
- And Sarah.
- 15 minutes. That's the deal.
- We're leaving.
- Let's go!
- Five more minutes.
- bulls**t!
He knew the deal.
We came together,
we f**king leave together!
Your life. Let's go.
Not without her!
God didn't save your life.
We did.
Now f**king get up.
Get up. Move!
This way.
- Got a compass?
- Yeah.
Why did you come back?
Why did you?
Hang on till daylight.
This way.
My leg! My leg!
Jesus! God damn it!
Shut up. Shut up.
We got you. We're getting out.
- His leg is shredded!
- s**t.
Where's the guide?
The son of a b*tch is gone!
f**k him. I know the coordinates.
We're not making it
to the river with him.
Would you shut the f**k up?
Tie his leg. Take off his boot.
No!
Leave his boot on.
Let us in here.
We're doctors. I need a knife.
Here, here, here.
Oh, f**k! f**k!
- He going to make it?
- I don't know. Make a stretcher.
Spread out!
Take the point!
Take it! Take it!
Hear that?
They're tracking us.
- Turn around.
- What are you doing?
Just move. Turn, turn.
All right.
I want you two to head
southeast to the river.
And the boat will be waiting.
If it's not there,
you can follow the shoreline
until I find you.
What about you?
I'll be all right.
Give me that claymore.
- Now fire off a shot.
- What?
Fire off a shot!
Go! Go!
Come on! Come on!
- Let's move it!
- Let's go!
I got you, I got you.
Let's move.
Down, down.
Wait. What is it?
What? What?
Ah, son of a b*tch. Look.
What is it?
Oh, God.
God damn.
You gutless f**k!
You f**king p*s*y!
Gutless f**k!
Come and have a go at me,
you lady-boy cu*t!
Come on, you--
f**king have a go at me!
f**k-- You f**king--
Do something--
f**king Jesus!
What did we do? Nothing!
Jesus-- Aah!
Oh, God.
What will we do?
Nothing we can do.
The Khan rebels!
Oh! f**k!
Michael.
Michael!
Michael.
Michael.
Michael?
Michael?
Michael?
Michael!
Michael!
Michael!
Michael.
Oh, my God!
It's okay. It's okay.
Go help them, okay?
All right.
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